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side to side, grinding his cock deeper inside her warm pussy. She turns her head and smiles at him, seeing the pleasure on his face. She swivels her entire body around and resumes the up and down motion.
    He watches her big breasts bounce up and down and reaches up to hold them. Shayla places her hands on top of his. She rides him intensely as his hands move down to her waist, helping her up and down, faster and harder, and minutes later, with the vigorous sensation increasing, they both reach an exhausting climax and cum at the same time. With a satisfied grin on her face, Shayla climbs off and crawls over to the pastry cart. She slices a big piece of cake, lies on his chest, and offers him a bite. He takesa huge bite, then she takes a huge bite as well. Each of them has white icing on their upper lip. They share a laugh while continuing to eat their anniversary cake.
    •  •  •
    The next morning, Shayla is driving to work with her coworker and best friend Tracy in the passenger seat. She is telling Tracy about the intimate, candlelit dinner that she and her husband had last night.
    “Then, after dinner, we danced for a little bit, then we got naked and . . .”
    Shayla glances across the front seat and notices that Tracy seems to be fighting back tears while gazing out the window. As she pulls into the employee parking lot, she finds the nearest empty spot and parks the car.
    “Tracy, what’s wrong?” Tracy doesn’t respond. “Whatever it is, you can tell me. I won’t tell anybody.”
    Tracy turns and glares at Shayla. “You mean like the time in high school, when you told everyone that I was in the broom closet giving Derek a blow job?”
    “I told you, it just slipped out.”
    “There was a crowd of people waiting with cell phone cameras when we opened the door.”
    “I thought you were gonna swallow, or at least wipe your face off before you came out.”
    Tracy folds her arms and turns her head away from Shayla.
    “Come on, Tracy, you’re obviously upset about something. It’ll help if you talk about it.”
    Tracy sighs and turns back to her friend, looking for some reassurance. “You promise not to tell anybody?”
    Shayla tries to look and sound sincere.
    “I promise.”
    Tracy pauses, then explains to Shayla how, for the past four months, she and Derek have not had sex.
    “Wow! You haven’t had any dick for four months?”
    Tracy nods and as her eyes begin to swell with tears, Shayla reaches into her purse and pulls out some tissue, then hands it to Tracy.
    “Have you tried wearing something sexy?”
    Tracy explains that she tried wearing sexy sleepwear but Derek wouldn’t take his eyes off his books long enough to notice. Shayla consoles her friend by allowing Tracy to cry on her shoulder.
    “Don’t worry, we’ll think of something.”
    •  •  •
    Later that evening, Derek is in the front room of the apartment, pacing back and forth, waiting for Tracy to arrive home. After wearing a groove in the rug, he stops upon hearing a key in the lock. The door swings open, and Tracy is surprised to see him.
    “Derek? I thought you were going to be at the library.”
    “I changed my mind. Where’ve you been?”
    “Shayla took me to the store after work.”
    Tracy walks over to the kitchen table and pours out a plastic bag full of size AA batteries. Derek looks at the batteries, puzzled, then follows her into the living room.
    “I had an interesting chat with your friend Shayla today.”
    “What about?”
    “About you and me!” he says, his voice rising.
    “Derek, what are you so upset about?”
    “I don’t like the idea of you telling other people about our personal business. If there’s a problem, then you need to talk to me about it!”
    Tracy raises the level of her voice to match his. “Well, maybeif you were taking care of your personal business, I wouldn’t have to talk to someone else about it!”
    Derek suddenly gets defensive. “What do you mean by that?”
    Tracy